I managed a shower and even brushed my hair (it’s rare). Clean – but tatty – clothes, dirty boots and a ponytail and that’s me done. I hide my layers beneath a vast cardigan and my tired eyes behind glasses I shouldn’t really wear all the time – but I do.
It’s National Storytelling Week this week. It’s also the week my Mum turns 70. I find that quite fitting. After all it was my mum, like many mothers before her and since, who introduced me and my three sisters to the magic of stories. Mum, full of warmth and love, her full bosom the perfect… Continue Reading →
In true style, I am late to the party once again as I sit down here to wish you all a very Happy International Women’s Day (for yesterday). I know, late again, but I would rather write it late than let it go altogether. I had very valid reasons for not writing my post yesterday, two… Continue Reading →
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